Chapter 122

Cordelia sat slumped at her desk, now changed into her cozy pajamas. Elbows planted firmly on the wood, she cradled her smartphone in her hands, awaiting a reply from the members of her social group chat.

Since yesterday, the question had been gnawing at her, who exactly was Everard? Even Sanderson, the guy who knew everyone in town, didn’t recognize the name. Could it be that Everard was a ghost, a figment of her Imagination?

This morning’s chat in the Pioneers Group sparked a realization, the group was a melting pot of professionals from various fields. Surely someone might know him, right?

But after she posted her question, the chat fell eerily silent.

After a torturous two–minute wait, a reply finally popped up.

Bland asked, [Lia, are you pulling our leg? How could you not know him?]

Cordelia blinked, her instincts telling her that Bland knew Everard. She typed back hastily, [Who is he?]

Silence fell over the group once again.

Just as she was about to probe further, another message came through.

Nolnterruptions said, [Never heard of him.]

Like an icebreaker, the message prompted a flurry of responses.

Pianoman said, [Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.]

Mathster replied, [A mystery to me.]

Painter said, [Who?]

Chef replied, [Not a clue.]

Others all replied, [No idea.]

Everyone chimed in except Louie Adams. Cordelia’s brow furrowed as she read the stream of ignorance, finally addressing Bland directly, [So, you’re the one who knows him, @Bland?]

Bland replied, [No, I definitely do not.]

confused, texting.

a brain fart. Got

speechless,

and nobody

– [If anyone digs up anything about him, I’d appreciate

from her grandmother. The technical jargon was almost alien to her, making for a challenging read.

the pages with a heavy

school education was comprehensive

to double down on her efforts.

a cup of milk and honey. “Get some

good

setting her alarm when a new message popped up on

are you asking about

rarely held back from Louie. She pondered for a moment before

No way. Is he in Greenmeadow?]

[Yes, do you know him?]

a full ten minutes before sending back a cryptic message: [Be careful around him in real life. Keep your distance.]

keeping her distance? They hadn’t even been in

I can’t stay away from

love, just as Lorna and Sanderson

she could decide,

understood her meaning. After a moment’s thought, she responded:

Louie went silent.

minutes, but still no message. Was

found Louie’s response: I know. I’ll see your granddad about a treatment tomorrow,

He actually knew!

eyes widened with a glimmer of hope. Anyone else might have called him immediately, but Cordelia was patient by nature.

single word – [Okay]

into bed. Just as she was about to turn off the device, it rang, the sharp

What could he want at

familiar voice, more velvety than she remembered,

stillness, somehow more appealing. She hesitated

can’t sleep,” he stated, his voice so soothing it seemed to caress the night air.

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